"The World in Solemn Stillness Lay"
Yesterday there was a light in the window of the steeple. Now it was out.
Yesterday, a blanket of snow untouched before the church. Now there were footprints.
Yesterday, carolers singing near the pine trees. Now they were gone.
Was it digital trickery? The picture must alter over time, he thought. Some clever technological magic. But it was a woodcut on handmade paper colored with inks, not a photo. An old fashioned Christmas card, an old fashioned image. He wasn't frightened, just mystified.
Then he looked at the floor and saw the puddle and a trail of tiny scarlet footprints.
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